In the dimly lit room, I could hear my own breathing quietly.

A slight door opening sounded, and Xia Changyue's nerves immediately froze.

When Yan Chengchi Weian walked in, she was stunned.

A faint mint fragrance floated into his nose, and he carried the freshness of just taking a shower.

Tibu walked towards the bed, opened the quilt, and lay down beside the little princess.

Seeing that the little princess was still asleep, her deep black eyes looked at Xia Changyue suddenly.

Xia Changyue, who had his eyes open just now, closed his eyes abruptly when he raised his head, holding the quilt tightly with his hands, even holding his breath.

Isn't he gone?

How come back?

Could it be that he just went to take a bath? But how could he take a bath for so long...

Xia Changyue's mind was messed up.

The thought of Yan Chengchi sleeping in a place within her reach, she became nervous inexplicably.

Tensed nervously, instead fell asleep...

In the dim light, a tall figure slowly raised his head with one hand, looking at the beautiful face beside him, but the few dishes she cooked appeared in his mind.

The black eyes are filled with complex light...

-

The sky was gray and bright, and Xia Changyue woke up.

Turning her head nervously to look at Momo next to her, she was relieved to make sure that she was still asleep.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the man still sleeping beside the bed, his hand stiffened slightly.

It turned out that last night, it was really not her illusion that Yan Chengchi really came back.

Momo likes to sleep with things in her arms. When she wakes up from sleep, half of her body is lying on Yan Chengchi's body. The warm picture of father and daughter sleeping next to each other stings Xia Changyue's eyes inexplicably.

She thought about it, opened the quilt, and left the room silently.

Go to the kitchen, find the ingredients, and start preparing breakfast.

When she took off her apron, she realized that she might have done it too early, and it was still dark.

Xia Changyue suddenly remembered that before going out last night, she called Yan Ling to help take care of Han Han, but after she rescued the little princess, she sent a message to Yan Ling. She seems to have not replied until now.

Are you still awake?

Xia Changyue frowned slightly, and pulled out the phone to check the message box.

Looking at the messages that still haven't responded, I always feel that something is wrong.

The little princess was grown up by Yan Ling. She was in an accident, and Yan Ling couldn't sleep.

Xia Changyue glanced at the large living room of the villa, found a corner, and dialed Yan Ling's number.

"Beep—beep—"

The call was quickly connected, but it was never answered.

Is something wrong?

When Xia Changyue thought of this possibility, the whole person became a little nervous. Without waiting for Yan Chengchi to wake up, he confessed to the housekeeper and hurried out of the villa.

-

The sky just turned white.

Thick fog filled the whole street, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the street.

A thin figure staggered towards the apartment.

Her face was pale, her hands were tightly gripped on the skirt of her chest, and her whole body was shaking slightly.

The skirt on her body is a bit torn, almost unable to cover her beautiful figure, barefoot, and a trace of blood can be seen vaguely, spreading down from her thigh...

Seeing someone coming from a distance, like a frightened bird, covering his face with his hands, he ran desperately.

"boom--"

Yan Ling pushed open the door of the apartment forcefully, like a dying fish, rushed into the bathroom in one breath, and unscrewed the shower.